I give the world destruction and new life

Chapter 451 Cyan Wistan Plugin

When Tang Ji came back, he was accompanied by a big black man and more than 30 heads that had been processed by the Kreps tribe.

The tribe whose lifestyle is between the primitive and the civilized still retains quite adept skull tanning techniques.

It can be said that these processed heads may be the highest in Tanguy's collection in terms of artistic value.

"Those idiots think they can build a central prison." Wang Zhengdao, who finally got rid of the bureaucratic meeting, complained about his bad experience, and frowned at the souvenirs that Tang Ji carried with him.

"Don't ask me to help you." Wang Zhengdao sighed and watched Kreps pick up two snakeskin bags full of heads.

For this, Lao Wang can only express his congratulations to Tang Ji for having a new illiterate in his team.

If scholars who study superhumans take Tang Ji's team as an example to study the relationship between superhuman strength and education, they will definitely draw an interesting conclusion
At the Lost Mountain base, Dr. Wu Qianying is nervously waiting for the result of an experimental project.

Soult wiped the sweat from his brow, feeling so exhausted going into bullet time for the first time.

The experiment has been going on for nearly an hour, and Soult does not know how many times he entered the bullet time state before ending.

He only knew that there were a lot of people behind the curtain wall who were constantly recording various data.

Out of his trust in Dr. Wu, Soult did not show any impatience, even though his actual physical sensation time had been far more than an hour, and he had visited every corner of the room during the process.

Those semi-embedded monitoring devices are constantly updating data, and the smiles on the faces of the researchers are becoming more and more obvious.

As Soult's monstrous physique gradually wears down, they are finally able to see the "truth" about bullet time that has been hidden behind the scenes.

There is a very special mechanism in Sirte's body. When he enters bullet time, his body will secrete a certain hormone, which can make the sensory system enter a highly sensitive state, allowing him to better adapt to the bullet time state.

If Surte must be made into a sports car, then for Surte, this hormone may only serve as a lubricant in his ability.

For the geniuses of Lost Mountain, they may never understand the engine structure of this sports car, nor what fuel it uses.

But now they can at least try to replicate this lube, so that ordinary people can experience a castrated version of bullet time.

With Soult back out of bullet time again, the closed proving grounds finally got the green light.

Panting heavily, he watched Dr. Wu appear on the second floor of the experimental site and nodded to him, finally showing a smile.

"We succeeded! Doctor!" A researcher showed Wu Qianying a slender test tube as if holding a treasure in the world.

Inside the test tube was a blue liquid less than one milliliter.

This is the "time-sensitive hormone" they eventually isolated from Soult's blood.

Next, they still have a lot of work to do, such as determining the universality of this hormone.

The extraction of "time-sensitive elements" is a bold attempt. There are many research groups on Sirte, but the one of Zeiyouyou is the most feasible.

It was first proposed by a researcher named Sean Weinstein and finally realized.

But in order to exert its maximum effect, Sean Weinstein also needs to prepare an additional set of auxiliary devices for the testers to adjust the injection speed of the "time-sensitive hormone". This hormone is undoubtedly harmful to the fragile nervous system of normal humans. of.

In addition, the injector may need more auxiliary devices to allow his body to keep up with the nerves in a state similar to bullet time.

Of course, these are all follow-up plans that need to be considered.

The first thing they need to ensure is that the subject can adapt to this hormone that has never existed before.

The recipients who had already signed the agreement waited in the operating room next door to complete the preparations for the operation.

The cold disinfectant gas was sprayed on his neck, making his hair stand out.

He didn't know what surgery he was about to undergo, he only knew that he had signed a very expensive experimental subject agreement.

If he dies, his family can get a lot of money, and if he survives by chance, he can get enough money to turn himself around.

The financial crisis caused by the Phoenix Project has begun to cause turmoil around the world.

A large number of the former middle class are on the verge of bankruptcy, and industrial workers are completely dependent on past savings.

Even the academic world is in a semi-paralyzed state. Many famous scholars and technology leaders have also joined the Phoenix Project, completely ignoring world affairs.

Wu Qianying used her appeal to bring several famous scholars to the Lost Mountain Base, because even they can't guarantee the stability of their scientific research funds now.

After the subject was injected with anesthesia, it took only a few minutes for the surgical robot arm, which had already set up the corresponding procedures, to complete the whole process of the surgery.

Next, the hardest part began. They had to find the optimal ratio of the injection volume, which would allow the "time-sensitive hormone" to take effect while ensuring that the subject's nervous system would not be permanently damaged.

The subject quickly opened his eyes, and he was a little horrified to find that he was fixed in the humanoid mold, and he couldn't even tilt his head.

"Number 13, please keep calm, the restraint mechanism is to prevent you from hurting yourself." Sean Weinstein stood in front of the subject: "Do you feel any abnormalities now?"

"My back is a little itchy, do you want to scratch it?" The subject quickly calmed down, and he had already prepared for the worst when he signed the contract.

"Very good. Next, I need you to try to recognize the text that appears on the screen. During this process, you may feel some discomfort. Please ignore it." Sean Weinstein nodded in the direction of the laboratory.

Soon, a unit of "time sensitive element" entered the subject's body through the neural access device.

The subject seemed to be normal, with no obvious changes in physical signs, only an [-]% increase in heart rate.

The subject stared at the picture on the screen, and then he saw the picture flashing a few times in a daze.

Then he heard the person in front of him ask, "What did you see just now?"

"I didn't see anything clearly, it was too fast." The subject shook his head: "I can't see clearly at all."

"Double the injection unit and prepare for the second test." Sean Weinstein nodded towards the distance.

Soon, two units of "time-sensitive hormone" were injected into the subject's body, his heart rate further increased, and his body temperature also rose by 0.3 degrees.

In front of the subject, another group of pictures flashed by, but the speed was not as exaggerated as before.

This time, the subject saw clearly the content of several pictures, one of which was the lyrics of a Christmas carol.

He told this discovery to the doctor in front of him, and the other party seemed a little excited.

Then there was a two-hour rest for long hair. Of course, in order to prevent accidents, the subject was restrained throughout the process.

He drank some nutrient solution, and then shyly let others help him excrete some body fluids, and then prepared to start the third round of tests.

"The urine test is normal, and the two units did not cause any obvious pressure on the internal organs." Sean Weinstein took advantage of this gap to look through all the data.

The only thing that dissatisfied him was the effect of the "time sensitive element".

According to the data they obtained in Surte, the nervous system would secrete three units of hormones in a state of ten-fold acceleration.

But now, they injected two units of "Time Sensitive Element" into NO.13's body, and he didn't even reach five times the speed.

What makes Sean Weinstein even more unacceptable is that Soult's current limit state has been maintained at around 86 times speed, and the fluctuation does not exceed double speed.

He doesn't have that much ambition to go beyond the original version, but Cyan Weinstein's bottom line is ten times faster, otherwise his research will be meaningless.

So, for the third test, he doubled the test gauge again, to four units.

At this moment, the world in the eyes of NO.13 finally changed. He saw the pictures in front of him scrolling past one by one.

Although he didn't have that much time to memorize every word above, at least now he knew that it was written with the lyrics of classic old songs.

The doctor in front of him is like a sculpture, without blinking his eyes, NO.13 can even see bloodshot eyes all over his lens.

A drop of sweat was running down his temples, falling slowly to the floor.

NO.13 now finally knows what kind of experiment this group of people will do with themselves, which makes him a little excited.

But in the next second, this wonderful feeling suddenly shattered, as if all the time he ignored just now rushed into his mind.

NO.13 immediately vomited profusely, and he kept trembling while being restrained in the mold, and blood flowed out along the nasal cavity.

The special slow-release agent was injected into NO.13's body by the auxiliary plug-in, which quickly removed the pressure on the nerves caused by the "time-sensitive hormone".

Afterwards, NO.13 added a large amount of sugar, and during the several time accelerations just now, he consumed most of the stored energy in his body.

The symptoms of dizziness and nausea just now have factors of hypoglycemia.

While recording various symptoms, Sian Weinstein said to Wu Qianying: "Maybe we should consider making the auxiliary plug-in more active."

"Give me a specific project plan, don't worry about the funding, this is a very promising project, Dr. Weinstein." Wu Qianying looked at this colleague with bushy hair and nodded.

She really likes this project, it is one of the most valuable projects they have reproduced from metahumans, and it has already seen the dawn of being put into practical use.

For modern industry, its most notable feature is that it can be replicated and mass-produced.

The reason why the Blazers have such a big advantage in the early stage is because they rely on the combined ability of gluttony and greed to build such an almost industrialized ability reproduction system.

And now, Wu Qianying has also seen this taste in Si'an Weistein's project.

One Sirte may not be able to change the situation of the war, but 1 soldiers who are only one-tenth as fast as Sirte are definitely the force to change the direction of the war.

But their ambitions soon ran into problems with new experiments.

The subject code-named NO.14 had a severe rejection reaction after receiving two units of "time-sensitive hormone".

Although they injected the slow-release agent in time, NO.14 quickly lost his vital signs.

The final result was that out of the ten subjects, including NO.13, a total of two showed good adaptability to the "time-sensitive element".

In addition, three people died during the experiment, and the other five people proved that they could not bear the torture of "time sensitive element".

But at least they saved their lives.

When Tang Ji and his party returned to the Lost Mountain base, Kreps, who was born in a tribe and had been to Cape Town the furthest in his life, was overwhelmed by the scale of the underground base.

He even resisted the discomfort caused by the long-distance space jump, and was guided by the guards until he walked into the bathroom before vomiting.

It can only be said that superhuman strength is strong to do this.

Of course, Tang Ji can open the dimension door ahead of time, so that Kreps can come back more stably.

But wouldn't that be boring?Sooner or later he has to adapt to Wang Zhengdao's ability, why not start now.
With obviously thinner cheeks, Wu Qianying had an unharmonious dinner with Tang Ji in the cafeteria of the base.

Judging from her appetite, Dr. Wu obviously doesn't have a problem with diet, she uses her abilities too often.

Tang Ji, on the other hand, insisted on eating only the results of the Gray Field Project.

"Your behavior will not bring about any change in the pathetic diet structure of future human beings." Wu Qianying cut the steak and ate the meat: "You know this very well yourself. This is just moral self-satisfaction."

"In terms of nutritional value, it is richer than traditional crops, and it is more suitable for superhuman consumption." After communicating with Dr. Wu for a long time, Tang Ji has a deep understanding of these garbage.

As the metahumans in the entire central prison can attest, this kind of food can't kill people, and it's also nutritious.

At present, none of the prisoners in the prison has died because of the hunger strike. This is good news.

Wu Qianying took out a blue injection from her arms and pushed it in front of Tang Ji: "This is the time-sensitive hormone, which we extracted from Surte."

"What's the use?" Tang Ji asked after carefully looking at the liquid in the injection.

"It can speed up your perception of time, which is equivalent to a weakened version of bullet time." Wu Qianying continued: "I adjusted this based on your blood sample. The side effects are unknown, but it will definitely not die."

"In effect, it may increase your reaction speed by three to eight times. Your body data is different every day, and it is difficult to get specific data." Wu Qianying introduced while eating: "I hope you will never use it."

"Okay, I promise you." Tang Ji solemnly put away the medicine, which was obviously Dr. Wu's tactful way of expressing his concern.

"You can use this injection right now. I need to collect some data." Before Tang Ji's words fell to the ground, Dr. Wu took out another injection that looked exactly the same and handed it to Tang Ji, his eyes full of expectation.

(End of this chapter)